Vídeo de música
Vídeo de música
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eek-A-Mouse
Background Vocals
P.O.D.
Lead Vocals
Marcos Curiel
Guitar
Traa Daniels
Bass
Noah Bernardo
Drums
Howard Benson
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcos Curiel
Songwriter
Sonny Sandoval
Songwriter
Traa Daniels
Songwriter
Wuv Bernardo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P.O.D.
Co-Producer
Marcos Curiel
Co-Producer
Traa Daniels
Co-Producer
Matt Silva
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steve Kaplan
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Eric Miller
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bobby Brooks
Editing Engineer
Duane Barron
Assistant Engineer
Noah Bernardo
Co-Producer
Gary Girsh
Drum Technician
Chris Vaughan-Jones
Editing Engineer
Randy Staub
Engineer
Andrés Torres
Guitar Technician
Jim Foster
Editing Engineer
Steve Russell
Guitar Technician
Howard Benson
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Letra
Many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many more
He come outside, P.O.D. many, many more
Many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many more
Skillfully tested, rhythmically possessed with rhymes
And when it was time, Jah gave me the mic after He blessed it
He said share the loving, prepare them for the second coming
Beware of false prophets cause they got my people buggin'
Put on the full armor
You know these fools are gonna wanna talk behind your back
But stay away from the drama
You know that I'ma keep you safe inside the palm of my hand
Cause you the man and that's word to your mama
So give it to 'em, it's themselves that they foolin'
Got ahead of the game too quick, what they lack is ol' skoolin'
You know who's who, whether or not I'm talkin' to your crew
It's up to you to keep it true, 'nough respect due
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' wickedness
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, them so ridiculous
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' the nonsense
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, so ridiculous
Original rude boy, we bring the styles
Ain't heard this in a while, check the stats review my profile
They dime a dozen can't understand why they all fussin'
Known for talkin' loud, but they really sayin' nothin'
With every word you poison my mental concept
Negative be the topic, somebody's gotta stop it
And clear your mind and continue to come alive
'Cause He love, we love, bring it back, come rewind
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' wickedness
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, them so ridiculous
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' the nonsense
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, so ridiculous
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' wickedness
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, them so ridiculous
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' the nonsense
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, so ridiculous
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' wickedness
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, them so ridiculous
Them test me crew but they can't get with this
Them all the same talkin' the nonsense
Your style's been played and I'm already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, so ridiculous
Ridiculous, P.O.D says them ridiculous
Written by: Marcos Curiel, Sonny Sandoval, Traa Daniels, Wuv Bernardo


